The woman crouched down, heedless of her disheveled clothes, as she struggled to lift the man.
"Christopher Hart? Christopher Hart? Wake up... don't scare me! My phone... where's my phone—"
Seeing that the man was still unconscious, and his arm was bloodied, Amelia Garcia panicked completely, "He's bleeding... Oh my God, I hope it's not fatal... What are you waiting for? Give me my phone!"
Kane, noticing the blood, slightly changed his expression and doubtingly said, "His head is too fragile, I didn't even hit him that hard..."
Amelia Garcia ignored him, snatched the phone from his hand, and quickly dialed 120.
Held in the woman's arms, Christopher Hart, President Hart, suddenly felt that the intense pain wasn't that significant anymore.
So, this is what they mean by a blessing in disguise...
When the ambulance arrived, and the medical staff were wheeling President Hart out, the elevator door opened, and brothers Noah and Ethan suddenly appeared.
"Mom—"